Mabh Savage
Words and the world passing by; how it sings to me; how I clamour back.
Month: August 2018
Samildánach
Will I have any corn to bring To place on the stone within the ring? Will I have flesh to cut and burn And place inside the bubbling urn? Will I have neeps and spuds and carrots To fill these wide and simmering pots?… Continue Reading “Samildánach”
Mabh Savage 